[Flopping down upon the couch, on his stomach, Dazai groans. The pain is becoming unbearable, but he can't admit to it. He can't appear weak in front of Akutagawa, of all people.
So, he remains as still as possible in the hopes that the pain will subside and the transformation will stop. He presumes that if he's relaxed for long enough, he'll revert.]
Hngh -- hm?
[Blood pudding? Just for him? That elicits a soft smile, but he doesn't say anything else.
He'll eat some of it later on, once he can stand again.]
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So, he remains as still as possible in the hopes that the pain will subside and the transformation will stop. He presumes that if he's relaxed for long enough, he'll revert.]
Hngh -- hm?
[Blood pudding? Just for him? That elicits a soft smile, but he doesn't say anything else.
He'll eat some of it later on, once he can stand again.]